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[mlarayoukai]

she can jump in low resolution and high resolution

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THE SUMMER THAT HIKARU HAD PASSED AWAY DURING

[nflstreet]

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my drawinggg

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I decided I'm never ever going to stop talking about the abuse that was done to me by chronically online weebs. I think one of the most difficult things to process is how people who purport to care for you can ultimately decide that they are ok with you being abused and can easily reconcile it, simply because your abuser is fragile. They are weak and will cry, their voice will get all squeaky and they will whimper like a little puppy, and that is why they cannot be held accountable, and you have to take it. If anyone asks them why they did that, and to make it right, they will be so sad that they will feel like you don't like them anymore and might even threaten to hurt themself. And so it's ok, and whatever they did matters much less. You have to protect them or else they will cry. It's pretty much a lifetime wound to be the collateral of this dynamic.

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People really don't particularly care about the recipients of the abuse that people like this dole out. They are not checked up on, it's assumed that they've gotten past it, because they haven't publicly cried and begged and demanded comforting and validation. The abuser is the focus of everyone because they are the keyholder to their outcome in the catastrophe. Everyone moves to appease them because they're the one threatening consequences, however indirectly. In fact, the victim is stringently bound to strength and silence, because anything short will trigger the perp to BE REALLY REALLY REALLY REALLY SAD and then it's your fault everyone has to handle the meltdown. And in the safety of your compulsory silence, the abuser gets to start running their narrative. Pretty sweet gig

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I decided I'm never ever going to stop talking about the abuse that was done to me by chronically online weebs. I think one of the most difficult things to process is how people who purport to care for you can ultimately decide that they are ok with you being abused and can easily reconcile it, simply because your abuser is fragile. They are weak and will cry, their voice will get all squeaky and they will whimper like a little puppy, and that is why they cannot be held accountable, and you have to take it. If anyone asks them why they did that, and to make it right, they will be so sad that they will feel like you don't like them anymore and might even threaten to hurt themself. And so it's ok, and whatever they did matters much less. You have to protect them or else they will cry. It's pretty much a lifetime wound to be the collateral of this dynamic.

[kushblazer666]

90s east coast hip hop aesthetics:

90s west coast hip hop aesthetics:

90s memphis hip hop aesthetics:

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anyone want tadc stickers x x

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Oops! I was impacted by a cartoon, didn't know I still had it in me

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Proof I've looked nice

[scarletafterglow]

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i thought the execution of the jax storyline in TADC was ultimately very compelling. i'm really not the target audience for what this show is as a whole but i'd have really enjoyed a version of it where it was set up differently from the start. i think instead of an ensemble cast, it'd have been best to commit to posing jax as the gatsby of the story, because it's clear the creator needed that narrative to be front and center. tighter focus would've left more time for exploration of the jax stuff, and leaving the rest of the cast as incidental foils would feel more balanced. whole show is written like a fanfic but it's ok cuz i think the message was well-intentioned.

[araneapeixes]

teaching your bestie to kiss because friends do these things for one another

[malibuklaus]

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i really really didn't like backrooms and i swear i'm not pretentious or contrarian about movies or anything. i don't feel like it captured the spirit of the original post, and relied on injections of the kinds of things reddit insists are creepy (furniture from the 90's, textiles from the 90s', the 90's) so as to be legibly adherent to adolescent standards of "liminality". it wasn't scary, the characters didn't seem all that scared, and everything i could identify as intending to be scary just felt kind of like generic horror movie fare. and i feel like the main character kept trying to explain to us WHY what was supposed to be happening was scary like he was narrating a video essay, but was misapplying creepypasta tropes that sounded cool and didn't actually have anything to do with what we were shown. i think adaptations of viral internet horror always miss the mark on why their source material catches on, relying too much on meta-content that's created to appeal to 11 year olds who want more from the concept.

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A type of person I'd like to get to the bottom of are people who readily, compulsively, and delightedly call people out for any small infraction of language/ideology, or even for wording something in a way that somewhat reminds them of some semblance of wrongthink. And there is no exit from that situation but to instantly and obediently show deference to them. But, when they are faced with minor pushback or subtle deflection of some common apolitical social grace, the only reaction available to them is to spiral into a meltdown where they desperately search for some way to rotate the situation into them being the victim who gets absolved and comforted. Like there is no "whoops" in their world